When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 242: One Step Ahead

Let’s talk about this “evil rain”, it was so powerful.

Each drop was like a thousand pounds of molten iron, dripping from thousands of meters high, hitting the mountains, as if even the roots of the mountains were going to collapse, and the flowers, plants and trees, needless to say, were destroyed in an instant.

A picture of a human disaster.

It rained like this for several minutes.

The black clouds, as dark as iron, had a tendency to spread. The officials in charge of clearing the mountains realized that this rain was not simple, and they did not dare to delay at all, and immediately ordered the soldiers to retreat.

If they were caught in this rain.

These hundreds of thousands of soldiers might have died on the spot, which was also a big loss for the Lingtian Dynasty, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of mortals were also very heavy.

Some soldiers were unable to retreat in time and were splashed by a few raindrops, and were knocked unconscious on the spot. Fortunately, the black iron-like clouds were mainly drifting towards the mountains thirty miles away.

If it floats towards the city, I can't imagine what kind of natural disaster it will be.

"The mountain god is angry!"

"The mountain god is angry!"

A soldier shouted in a trembling voice.

...

And at this moment.

Li Shanhe stood on a high mountain, frowning and narrowing his eyes.

Because the evil water is black, the thick clouds formed are as black as black iron, completely blocking the sunlight, and the sky and the earth are dark. And the pouring evil water rain, the water mist splashed all over the sky, made this area seem to be stained with thick ink, and you can't see your five fingers when you stretch out your hand, it's pitch black.

The evil water rain has accumulated for more than ten days, and the affected area is very wide. It has long been connected to the "evil mountain range" thirty miles away, forming a dark "passage".

To be honest.

Li Shanhe really didn't expect this. This is tantamount to opening up another way and forcibly making a way out.

He secretly marveled in his heart that this operation was indeed amazing, but the killing intent in his heart never diminished.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. If the thief thought that he could escape in this way, he would be too naive.

"No one I, Li Shanhe, want to kill has ever escaped from under my nose." Li Shanhe said.

The middle-aged man with white hair on his temples stood upright on the top of the mountain, twisting his hands and showing his determination to kill.

He twisted his right hand and summoned a fierce west wind, which carried snowflakes and blew towards the black iron-like clouds.

Soon, the clouds were blown away.

The sky and the earth gradually regained light.

When the mist splashed by the black water completely dissipated.

A figure was exposed in Li Shanhe's field of vision.

It was Li Changxiao, who was covered in blood and had a broken right arm!

Li Changxiao, who suddenly exposed his whereabouts, obviously did not expect this. The sun penetrated and shone on his face, and his complexion changed visibly.

Li Shanhe would not give him a chance to react. He moved instantly and appeared on top of Li Changxiao's head in an instant. Li Shanhe's killing intent had reached its peak.

He slapped Li Changxiao's head with his palm. The palm that contained supreme power was dyed with golden red light, and even the palm lines were clearly visible, which continued to magnify in Li Changxiao's eyes.

This palm strike was undoubtedly enough to smash a mountain into powder in an instant, and it would be scattered by the wind.

To be honest.

Li Shanhe's palm strike was actually even more powerful. With his strength, he didn't need to use such palm power to kill Li Changxiao. Even if he only retained one tenth of this palm power, he could smash Li Changxiao to pieces.

Such behavior was not in line with his character. The spiritual energy in this world is so precious, and his palm strike was not economical.

Li Shanhe did not show much emotion from beginning to end, but from this palm strike alone, it was not difficult to see that he was not calm in his heart, and he could even be said to be angry.

That's why he didn't hesitate to waste his spiritual energy to slap Li Changxiao to death.

This palm was extremely fast.

It was printed on Li Changxiao in an instant.

The palm force penetrated his body.

Just when Li Shanhe thought that he had finally killed this boy and avenged his poor child, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

This was actually a phantom, which dissipated like the wind!

Or, it was a breath of wind, a dream... Normally, although this phantom was realistic, it might not be able to deceive Li Shanhe, but Li Shanhe was anxious after all.

This also foreshadowed...

In this stage of the game.

Li Changxiao was slightly better!

Li Shanhe saw that Li Changxiao's phantom was slapped away the moment it touched Li Shanhe's palm print, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Realizing that he had lost his composure after all, and was tricked again, this was not over yet. After the phantom was slapped away by himself, there was still something left in the air.

It was a golden round bead.

The light of this bead was restrained.

From the beginning, this round bead was wrapped in a shadow, and Li Shanhe's palm was imprinted on the round bead.

The terrifying palm power merged into the golden round bead.

"What is this?" Li Shanhe felt a sense of crisis in his heart, "It seems to be..."

His pupils shrank suddenly, "Relics!"

"Whose relics are they?"

He realized that something was wrong.

At this time, a mysterious sound floated in the distance.

The mysterious sound vibrated, and coupled with Li Shanhe's supreme palm power, the two combined and merged into the golden relic.

Crack————

Only a slight cracking sound was heard.

There was a crack on the golden round bead, and once the crack appeared, it spread rapidly.

Crack————

There were several more cracks on the relic.

There was a faint terrifying energy in the crack, which escaped, accompanied by a stream of blazing white light.

"!!"

Li Shanhe felt the breath of danger.

However, before he could react.

The golden relic was completely shattered, and a burst of white energy burst out, suddenly wrapping it...

The golden relic... exploded!

Not only that.

There were more than two thousand mysterious sounds vibrating inside!

Wherever the white light passed, the mountains and rivers were flat, and the rivers were dry, which was extremely terrifying.

And the instigator Li Changxiao, watching this scene, could not help but marvel, the relic of Wanji Buddha was indeed terrifying.

I just don't know if Li Shanhe can handle it.

Li Changxiao didn't dare to delay and left in a hurry.

In fact, he didn't plan to go to the "Evil Mountain Secret Realm" from the beginning, and even the evil water rain was just a virtual chess piece. Blowing up the relic of Wanji Buddha was his final killing chess piece.

From the beginning, he deliberately let Li Shanhe think that everything he did was to go to the secret realm of the evil mountain. In this way, when the evil rain faded and Li Shanhe found his shadow, he would attack without hesitation.

Li Changxiao left without a trace of nostalgia.

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